= Chance x Elliot =

An ordinary day, no, Chance was leaving his casino after a couple of wins and was heading home, terribly tired and with no energy, he had to wait for a taxi, but suddenly some motorcyclist drove past him very close almost knocked down, but fortunately not, to which Chance maliciously shouted after him, remembering only the red motorcycle.

Early in the morning, having slept, he went for a walk around various casinos, then went to his own, and in the evening, having left a little earlier, Chance decided to go to a pizzeria where, according to rumors, there was a new cashier. He was interested to know who it was and in general he wanted to go there because the pizza there was delicious for a light eatery. And so, having arrived, while talking on the phone, Chance walked through the glass automatic doors and walked along the usual path to the table with the cashier, putting his phone away, he looked at the cashier to make an order, but...Chance froze, seeing before him the dream of his life that he didn't even know he had, this guy? He...he's from heaven? Yellowish blond hair... longish in a ponytail, model face, cute features, even a few freckles, it seems, good build for his thin appearance, and slightly taller than Chance himself. For luck and bingo he looked his age and Chance guessed it, someone was already noticed him one hundred percent, and rumors probably already there in his casino that he will find out later. He dropped the phone while staring and instantly turned red, his heart began to pound wildly, and a nervous grin flickered across his face. Chance turned away abruptly to catch his breath, and when he turned around he was already standing with his phone, Elliot displeasure and a fake smile on his face, who cares, he looked hot.

• Oh...whisper fuck..

Chance covered his face with his hand as he said these words and reached out to take the phone from the guy in front of him